This is from SriRamayana,the Epic of India.

In my story Dancer, there is a prophecy. This is it.

Two words, reality sucks.

What a worthy work, prayer! Oh, to learn more of how to do it, that we might prevail with God for others!

A College farewell composition…

He said forgive them Father,for they know not what they do….A Fathers Love.

Just a quick little poem I wrote about one man taking care of the human race. A throw together, I`m practicing as much as I can lately with poetry. I don`t really agree with poems that rhyme. They`re too much of a cliche. I prefer to write un-rhyming poems.

Jesus Christ came into the world to save sinners, “of whom I am chief”.

My vision of Heaven.

A brief poem about spiritual competition.